The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 79

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Meanwhile, Reppenhardt was looking around in confusion.

‘what? ‘How did this happen?’

I definitely remembered it. When I visited this place in my past life, the Danheim clan was alive and well.

Reppenhardt clearly remembered the pure-blooded high elves who were still living difficult lives, but who unwaveringly preserved the teachings of their ancestors.

Where on earth have they gone?

‘Why on earth is there no one here?’

In Reppenhardt’s bewildered eyes, he saw Siris sighing in disappointment. This was not the sight he expected. I brought her here because I wanted to meet her surviving clan and see her smiling brightly. She never did anything to make her that sad.

“no way… … ?”

Reppenhardt looked around frantically.

I felt scared for a moment. Could it be that the original surviving Danheim clan was destroyed because he returned to this era? You may think it’s an excessive leap, but even the slightest distortion of the original causal law can produce enormous results. It’s not an entirely unlikely story.

‘Well, I don’t think I did anything that would distort me that much, but… … .’

Reppenhardt, who was looking around nervously, suddenly brightened his eyes. There was something awkward about looking at this ruined village.

‘It is awkward? what? ‘What’s so awkward?’

He thought about it and soon found the answer.

Reppenhardt became angry and called Siris.

“Siris!”

“… … yes?”

Siris turned her head helplessly and looked at Reppenhardt. He had a scolding expression on his face, asking why he was so excited when he had no energy left and was about to die. Leffenhardt asked, pointing around.

“Isn’t there something strange about this town?”

“… … “Is this your first time seeing a ruined village?”

Siris replies bluntly. Leffenhardt shook his head.

“no! “Isn’t there something awkward about this town?”

“What?”

“Siris, according to you, the Danheim clan was destroyed 50 years ago, right?”

Siris was just about to get angry at Repenhardt’s insensitivity to bringing up painful memories.

“So this village has stayed like this for 50 years?”

“… … ah?”

Only then did Siris stand up, her eyes shining.

When I thought about it, it was strange. In 50 years, rivers and mountains will change five times. Moreover, this was the Spellat Desert, famous for its harshness. Even a majestic rock will weather out after about 50 years and turn into a cute (?) strange rock.

But this village, which was made entirely of black and white firewood, remained in ruins for 50 years?

This is nonsense. Indeed, if the Danheim clan had perished 50 years ago, it would be normal for there to be nothing left in this place except sand.

“Well, now that I think about it… … .”

Siris came to his senses and hurriedly placed his hands on the floor. When she looked closely, she could tell right away.

It was clear! This town has been empty for only about two weeks at best!

“How on earth did this happen…?” … .”

Siris muttered in panic. Could it be that after the Danheim clan was destroyed, others settled here? However, this does not seem to be the case, as the shape of the hut and the appearance of the tableware were too characteristic of the Danheim clan. No matter how you look at it, it looks like her family lived here not long ago.

Her family, who she thought were all dead… … .

“In fact, it is alive… … ?”

Siris, who was mumbling absently, suddenly turned his head. For a moment she heard a faint sound.

-… … please… … .

“What’s wrong, Siris?”

Leffenhardt asks, puzzled by her attitude. Reppenhardt, an auror user, has better hearing than Siris, an elf. Siris heard something he couldn’t hear?

Just as I was shaking my head and thinking that Siris was also hallucinating.

-… … Please come… … .

I heard the sound again. It still seemed like it was coming from far away, but it sounded even more clear. Yes, it’s a sound that resonates not in your ears but in your soul… … .

-Please help me… … .

It was the voice of my own people.

Siris jumped up from his place. The Nihilen attached to my waist was vibrating slightly. As if something about her possessed her, she drew her sword. Reppenhardt said, looking at her with blank eyes.

“Siris? Why suddenly… … ?”

Siris kicked the sand with both legs. Two elastic legs, trained as they should be, powerfully push the light elf’s body. So Siris started running across the village. She leaves the village in an instant and runs frantically towards the other side of the desert.

“… … Siris?”

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In the desert under the scorching sun, about 40 armed men were walking along the road. All of them had a very formidable appearance. The only people with scars on their faces and unruly beards were people who looked like they had ‘I am a villain’ written on their faces. They say that a man in his 40s should take responsibility for his own face, but these were people who showed signs of living without conscience to the point where I wondered if they had taken too much responsibility.

Behind the group, three elves with platinum hair and brown skin were walking with difficulty, tied with rope. It was a beautiful elf woman, a boy and a girl who were still children. She was wearing clothes that were almost rags, barely able to breathe through dry lips, and had a look of despair on her face.

A man standing in the middle took out a leather bag from his pocket and gulped it down. And then he spat out a swear word.

“Oh, f*ck. hey! “Don’t move!”

The young elf girl falls from the force and groans.

“Ugh… … .”

A thin, immature body rolls on the hot desert sand. It was a truly pitiful sight, but no one here felt any sympathy for it. Rather, he takes out a whip from his pocket and prepares to swing it.

The elf woman opened her mouth in a strained voice.

“Wake up, Netina. “Don’t show yourself weak to them.”

“yes… … “Sister Shaylene.”

Even in pain, the girl did not cry. He stands up again, trembling, with poisonous eyes in his eyes. The man, who was just about to swing the whip at her, pulled it away with a stern look on his face. And she grunted.

“What do you mean, these?”

Because the conversation was in Elvish, they couldn’t understand. And I don’t really want to know. Because they, humans, don’t need to know what those ‘wild animals’ cry.

The man who was walking across the desert with the elves again grumbled.

“Damn it, I can’t believe this is all I can get after going through all this trouble.”

The bald man next to me spoke soothingly.

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“Brother Bright, wouldn’t it make some money if I sold this?”

“You idiot! “If you think about the expenses incurred up to this point, it’s a loss!”

Bright got irritated and scolded the man. Then he drank the water again and started clicking his tongue.

“f*ck, I missed all the good seats and crawled all the way here… … This also doesn’t make any money. “Life is really hard to live.”

Bright was originally a mercenary from the arena of Chrome City, located near the Rakid Mountains in the eastern part of Vasily’s Kingdom. There wasn’t really much to do in the arena. His entire job was to suppress disturbances in the audience or to catch slaves who occasionally escaped. It was a leisurely, well-paid, and satisfying life.

But those good times ended a few years ago. He had failed one of his missions and was mercilessly dismissed from the arena.

In fact, no matter how mercenary you are, you are not easily dismissed after failing a mission or two. But the problem was that the mission was really insignificant. All they had to do was catch an Orc cub that had run away from the arena. Even Bright himself was confident that although it might be a nuisance, it was not a difficult mission, so it was natural for everyone else to see it the same way.

“Everything went wrong after I met that hillbilly… … .”

Bright gritted his teeth as he recalled what happened back then. While chasing an orc slave, he met a big hillbilly in the mountains. Because of that guy, he lost sight of the orc slave and became a half-baby. Really, they were amazed at their mental strength in returning to Chrome City in that condition. We descended with each other supporting each other as if we were exploring some remote area.

After being beaten so badly, Bright and his subordinates stayed in bed for half a year. And when they finally managed to pull themselves together and wake up, they had already become a laughing stock in Chrome City.

People did not believe Bright’s words that he ended up like that after encountering a spirit in the mountains while chasing orc slaves. He naturally believed that he had missed the orc slave and was making up his words.

They even laughed at him, saying that, like an ignorant guy, he made up a lie that was so sloppy. It was because Bright honestly said, ‘That guy’s muscles were so strong that not even the blade could penetrate them!’ If there is a body in the world that doesn’t use a sword, it is said to be an Auror user, so what is the regret of an Auror user that they let an orc slave escape?

In the end, Bright and his group, unable to find any work, moved to another country as if they were being chased, and were treated poorly there as well. For some reason, things kept going wrong and I often lost clients or failed at work. In the end, Bright and his group became slave hunters and ended up coming to this hellish desert.

“Ah, it’s so hot. really… … .”

Bright waved his hands repeatedly and cast a look of resentment at the sun in the sky. Then he shouted forward.

“Look, Clonto! “Isn’t there some kind of magic that makes you feel cooler?”

A middle-aged man riding a camel answered nervously.

“doesn’t exist! “You think magic is all-purpose!”

After immediately answering in informal language, the wizard Clonto put his robe hood over his head again and drove the camel. Bright looked at him with envious eyes. At first, I laughed at Clonto, who came all the way to the desert and walked around wearing that kind of robe, saying, ‘Why does he insist on wearing that outfit here too, out of fear that he might be a wizard?’, but after actually entering the desert, I actually found that outfit to be much cooler. Still, that robe blocks out this hellish sunlight.

“Hey, I spent all my money and even hired that guy… … .”

Looking at Clonto, I feel feverish again. Bright frowned.

How happy were you at first when you heard that there was a wild elf village here in the Spellat Desert? Just catching 20 ordinary female elves was enough to turn my life around. With that amount of money, he could have opened a bar in a prosperous place, picked up a widow, and lived a comfortable retirement.

So I spent all my money to prepare for this hunt. They bought equipment and food, hired mercenaries to fill the shortage of troops, and even called in wizards for money they didn’t have. Since he was a high-ranking wizard working in the 6th Circle, his hiring costs were extremely high. So he was barely able to raise money by scraping together the money of his subordinates.

So I risked everything and came here. At first, things seemed to be going well. The wizard Clonto succeeded in discovering an elf village in this wide desert, and also succeeded in attacking the elf village at night. The number of elves was around 200 at most, and 40 mercenaries who had spent their lives fighting were enough to trample them. Aren’t there even wizards over here? At that time, gold and silver treasures were fluttering before my eyes.

The problem came after that. Even though these elves attacked in the middle of the night, instead of panicking, they reacted surprisingly quickly.

The males block their path with swords, and the females activate traps and shoot arrows from behind, and before they know it, the old men and children are evacuating in perfect order and running away somewhere. It was an impossible move without regular evacuation training.

It is still an unsolved mystery as to why these wildlings have been training like that. Have you been attacked like this before?

Anyway, all Bright got was the corpses of several elves, two children who could not escape, and an elf woman left to protect the children. The rest ran away without leaving a single trace. Even Clonto’s magic couldn’t detect it.

“Oh, even the sky is indifferent. “I’m working so hard, so why do we keep meeting each other!”

Some people live comfortably in one sitting thanks to the elf auction house handed down by their ancestors, while others don’t hit the jackpot even after wandering through the desert for so long. It was truly a disappointing sky.

One of his subordinates, who could not stand the grunting Bright, shook his head and tried to calm him down.

“But it doesn’t mean you didn’t get a single penny, right? I caught three… … .”

“Young ones are almost worthless!”

Elves had a very long growth period, so the young ones had to sell them at an auction for only a few pennies. It takes a good 30 years to raise elf children, who look like they are only about 11 or 2 years old compared to humans, until they get their due. As much work goes into the slave auction house, there is no place that welcomes young elves.

“And one of them is even male!”

Bright got nervous. Male elves only cost about one-tenth of the price of females. Even in the case of adult male wild elves, the suicide rate was so high that they were not even purchased at all. Fortunately, there were some people who bought the young ones at a low price to use as seeds, so they took them away like this.

“Oh, how much is that going to sell for?”

Bright was worried as he looked at the elf woman following him. If you sell it like this, you will be at a loss. But that elf woman knew how to use her sword quite well. She was protective of her young ones, and she watched closely as she swung her crude sword. If she were just an elf slave, she wouldn’t get paid much, but if she was sold as a prospective slayer, she would be able to make a profit.

It was time for Bright to take a deep breath and start walking. Suddenly, a mercenary walking behind frowned as he looked across the desert.

“huh?”

After looking at something closely, the mercenary suddenly called Bright.

“Captain Bright! “Is there a female elf running this way?”

Elf! And it’s a female! Bright turned her head in surprise. For a moment, his eyes sparkled brightly.

“Oh oh! “It’s a fully grown female!”

From across the desert, a platinum-haired elf girl was running. Although she could not be called a mature woman, she seemed to be at a level worthy of being past puberty. I immediately understood why it was running like that. He was holding a sword in one hand, and on the other hand, he seemed to be rushing forward to save his people.

For a moment, I burst into laughter. No, you mean to attack by yourself even after seeing this absolute difference in power? After all, elves are foolish wild beasts.

Bright shouted with excitement as he pulled out his sword.

“Guys! A bag of gold coins is coming! Let’s get ready to take care of it!”

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Kick the desert with both legs. I can clearly see the other side of the sand with my own two eyes.

Her family members, with brown skin and platinum hair, were tied up like cattle or horses and were being dragged away in a miserable state.

For a moment, tears came to my eyes. It was definitely true. They were the Danheim clan who had lived in this remote area for hundreds of years. Her family was not destroyed. She still maintained that reputation.

At the same time, I could clearly see the humans taking them away. A flame bloomed in Siris’ eyes.

“Ugh… … .”

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